Happy Groundhog Day

And so, (that phrase was for all of you who might remember this. i couldn't help myself.) I was at Target today with middle daughter and little son. We were scouting out the clearance piles, or aisles, if you prefer. (We still call them piles- a la little son.) And I got some great deals on Christmas toys. For birthdays.

Of course when I go to Target, I case the entire joint. Check every clearance pile. And re-check. Thoroughly. And then I meander throughout the rest of the store, just in case I am missing anything. It is a process.

As we were passing by the bedding piles, little son's spidey senses detected a way awesome stuffed Batman pillow. I'm talking way way awesome- it's basically like a stuffed batman doll. It's at least two feet tall, maybe more, and has a cape. So, we paused to allow for a little super hero on super hero combat. And it was good combat. And little son loved that Batman pillow. And we moved on. To the hairspray. Because I had to get some, eventhough the husband had just purchased some for me on his late-Saturday-night jaunt to the grocer's. But he got aerosol. And I don't believe I have used aerosol hairspray since my Aqua-Net glory days. (I will give the husband props, though, because he did call me while at the grocer's, standing in the hairspray pile, and informed me that only aerosol was available in my particular spray, and what should he do? And since it was imperative that I be a little bit cute for my lesson on Sunday, I gave the consent for the aerosol purchase. So when I used it yesterday, I was not satisfied with it. Hence the need for visiting the hairspray pile at Target.)

After Target we headed home. And so, as I entered my mobile office, I took out the cell phone to take care of the business that one can conduct in one's mobile office. I dialed 411 to get the number of the business that I needed to call and was greeted with:

AT&T 411 Info. Happy Groundhog Day

from the lady whose voice is pre-recorded. Wow. I had completely forgotten this holiday.

We really need to put the Groudhog back into Groudhog Day. I can't remember the last time someone wished me a Happy Groundhog Day. And I was filled with warm fuzzies. And tears came to my eyes. And then, as a bonus, I was wished a Happy Groundhog Day AGAIN after I received the information I was seeking. I believe AT&T could change the world.

Soon we were pulling into the garage and unloading the car.

As we sat down to lunch, I asked my two children what they loved best about visiting Target today. (This is a habit for me after we visit stores, so that I can make mental notes of the kinds of things to get them for holidays.) And middle daughter answered the typical girl answer- she loved the Barbies. But, little son surprised me. He said, "I liked the bras."

Yikes.

How did you spend your Groundhog Day?